I got on the wrong train today (don't ask, it's already been a long week), and I guess it's been a long time since I was in the 9th Street PATH station because I don't remember it being this trippy.
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- The Ribbons
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- Racked
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- My mojito
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- Bike rack?
- Free junk car pick-ups
- Chinatown corner
- X in the sky
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- Patched
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- Good hair day
- Another real fire
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1 comment:
this is so fucking cool
i dont know why but its haunting
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